This is a song about "A skin product"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

And i got a lot from pushing a lot of product

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

What a crazy year it has been, thank god i've got thick skin.

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

My bars are off the chain, they're a product of

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Can't afford a room or a roof or a product

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

With this old half a man, yaknowhati'msayin?i ain't tryin to put you in a position

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

They say i was designed to be a product of environment/